…although, I will tell you. There is no sense of victory here. Normally I would have slumbered away until my alarm woke me up for my appointment but no. I woke up and hour and a half beforehand. During that time, I have contacted the organisation that I did before, that works with “people with disabilities.” I never refer to myself as “disabled” but whatever. I went through one of their workshops at a “partnered agency” in July and it was ludicrous. I just walked out!

And speaking of ludicrous, the other thing I did was track down a woman that called me about a job but the pay was a lot lower than what I was earning before.

*sigh*

Well. Better a shitty-rotating-shift-low-paying-job than a non-existent-no-paying-job? No, I’m serious. The woman was really nice on the phone and…shit. So, I suppose there were in fact, “two” potential jobs for me then.

I spent a fair portion of my afternoon drinking several pints of tea, smoking half a pack of cigarettes (just kidding about the half a pack…) and bawling my eyes out. I haven’t cried like this since I was a kid! I can’t stand it!

The very first agency I went to (and the same thing has happened with the second–sans this next bit about the “Survey”), is that after I met both of my Recruiters, they said we would meet/be in contact “next week.” No, that is verbatim. That is what they both said. Guess what never happened. I was polite and waited an appropriate period and called both back. No response. I waited again an appropriate period. Again, no response.

Alright…there are lots of agencies…time to move on.

I received a survey from the first one and someone in my life said I should seriously fill it out and be very blunt about their customer service (or lack thereof.) So I did. I spoke to another friend and we prepared both a VM response and basically a “Cold Call” script should the woman actually pick up the phone. The only question…could I actually do it?